Grovel from Seven Keys to the Discomfort of Being

For the sun and the moon The earth and the air I'm a speck of dust And I can’t be compared To the ageless skies The endless waves Smashing onto the rocks Laughing and cradling themselves Makes me shiver every time The dark gives comfort Safe and warm The light disturbs Makes my blood boil A rite of passage Commemoration Made to make things last We fantasized of violence We fell in lovе with guilt Having ourselves to fear Whilе preaching love and trust We teach them to kneel The revelation The look inside The destination No end in sight Undying light Seeming so pure Entering me So insecure So insecure So insecure Insufferable expectancy An eye-opening obsession Two worlds, above and below It will come out of nowhere while no one knows Burning all space and time Burning all space and time Burning all space and time No horses No half-rotten bones No rituals Letting us know That this is the end This is the end No horses No half-rotten bones